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811fed2
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I am Thunder and Thunder is me, we are one beast, we are joined, we are one.
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me
one
thunder
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George R.R. Martin |
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bcbdbfe
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I know that eggs do well to stay out of frying pans.
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frying-pan
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George R.R. Martin |
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f84fec1
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He bound the land together, and made of seven kingdoms, one.
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wisdom
jaehaerys-targaryen
ruler
fire-and-blood
kingdom
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George R.R. Martin |
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You have another choice, though," Prince Baelor said quietly. "Whether it is a better choice or a worse one, I cannot say, but I remind you that any knight accused of a crime has the right to demand trial by combat. So I ask you once again, Ser Duncan the Tall--how good a knight are you? Truly?"
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George R.R. Martin |
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932e5e9
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Lonely and lovely and lethal, Jon Snow reflected, and I might have had her. Her, and Winterfell, and my lord father's name. Instead he had chosen a black cloak and a wall of ice. Instead he had chosen honor. A bastard's sort of honor.
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George R.R. Martin |
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acba4de
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It was a woman's voice, high and sweet, with a strange music in it like none that he had ever heard and a sadness that he thought might break his heart. Bran squinted, to see her better. It was a girl, but smaller than Arya, her skin dappled like a doe's beneath a cloak of leaves. Her eyes were queer--large and liquid, gold and green, slitted like a cat's eyes. No one has eyes like that. Her hair was a tangle of brown and red and gold, autu..
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George R.R. Martin |
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f8c1127
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Jon was armored in black ice, but his blade burned red in his fist. As the dead men reached the top of the Wall he sent them down to die again.
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George R.R. Martin |
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1b0a9c8
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Not all risks lead to ruin.
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ruin
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George R.R. Martin |
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f0157e6
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The red priestess shuddered. Blood trickled down her thigh, black and smoking. The fire was inside her, an agony, an ecstasy, filling her, searing her, transforming her. Shimmers of heat traced patterns on her skin, insistent as a lover's hand.
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George R.R. Martin |
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6af28e2
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Bad and worse and worst makes a beggar's choice.
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beggar
worse
worst
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George R.R. Martin |
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5a4af33
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After the bone-grinding cold of the lands beyond the Wall, the caves were blessedly warm, and when the chill crept out of the rock the singers would light fires to drive it off again. Down here there was no wind, no snow, no ice, no dead things reaching out to grab you, only dreams and rushlight and the kisses of the ravens. And the whisperer in darkness.
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George R.R. Martin |
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fa5b557
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It is hard to die unmourned.
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unmourned
hard
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George R.R. Martin |
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7365a01
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No man had need of candles when the sun awaited him.
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George R.R. Martin |
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32d3872
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I will not fight you," Princess Meria told Rhaenys, "nor will I kneel to you. Dorne has no king. Tell your brother that." "I shall," Rhaenys replied, "but we will come again, Princess, and the next time we shall come with fire and blood."
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dorne
rhaenys
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George R.R. Martin |
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23c813c
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Come, drink with me," the fat man said. "A scale from the dragon that burned you, as they say."
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George R.R. Martin |
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a611bcf
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Gendry, do you swear before the eyes of gods and men to defend those who cannot defend themselves, to protect all women and children, to obey your captains, your liege lord, and your king, to fight bravely when needed and do such other tasks as are laid upon you, however hard or humble or dangerous they may be?
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George R.R. Martin |
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a316f44
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He has a song," the man replied. "He is the prince that was promised, and his is the song of ice and fire."
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George R.R. Martin |
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a1270c9
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He wished he'd been able to think of some rousing last words. "Bugger you all" was not like to earn him much of a place in the histories."
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George R.R. Martin |
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e6ea044
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To go north, you must journey south. To reach the west, you must go east. To go forward, you must go back. To touch the light you must pass beneath the shadow.
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George R.R. Martin |
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9f222e4
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Perhaps he did not think himself worthy of the King's Tower, or perhaps he did not care. That was his mistake, the false humility of youth that is itself a sort of pride. It was never wise for a ruler to eschew the trappings of power, for power itself flows in no small measure from such trappings.
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George R.R. Martin |
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abee030
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For she was his secret treasure, she was his shame and his bliss. And a chain and a keep are nothing, compared to a woman's kiss.
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George R.R. Martin |
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633b9d6
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In his youth, Jon Connington had shared the disdain most knights had for bowmen, but he had grown wiser in exile.
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George R.R. Martin |
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fffdf22
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But Theon Greyjoy found himself wondering why any man would climb the snow-slick steps to the battlements in the black of night just to take a piss.
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George R.R. Martin |
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d1c9688
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Though Roose had been in battles, he bore no scars. Though well past forty, he was as yet unwrinkled, with scarce a line to tell of the passage of time.
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George R.R. Martin |
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52a8a6d
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Pride goes before a fall.
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fire-and-blood
fall
pride
failure
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George R.R. Martin |
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fc101c7
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The day before last, Jon had made the mistake of wishing he had hot water for a bath. "Cold is better," she had said at once, "if you've got someone to warm you up after. The river's only part ice yet, go on." Jon laughed. "You'd freeze me to death." "Are all crows afraid of gooseprickles? A little ice won't kill you. I'll jump in with you to t'prove it so." "And ride the rest of the day with wet clothes frozen to our skins?" he objected. ..
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George R.R. Martin |
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da7e3d3
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Once a man has seen a dragon in flight, let him stay at home and tendi his garden in content, someone had written once for this wide world has no greater wonder.
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garden
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George R.R. Martin |
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61bc6c3
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What sort of gods make rats and plagues and dwarfs?
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plagues
rats
gods
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George R.R. Martin |
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b00b709
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In the cool weak light the nightflames all had died, and the silent streets echoed death and desolation. Worlorn's day. Yet it was twilight.
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George R.R. Martin |
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488adc7
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The battle proved a victory--at least in part--and soon after, his grandfather finally died, and Ser Elmo became Lord of Riverrun. But he did not long enjoy his station; he died on the march forty-nine days later, leaving his young son, Ser Kermit, to succeed him.
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George R.R. Martin |
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b8eb657
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I wait with sullen resignation," said Tuf, unmoving."
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George R.R. Martin |
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29cf718
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When I don't fancy a man's eyes, I put an arrow through one.
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George R.R. Martin |
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b47cc18
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A true knight is cleanly as well as godly.
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godly
knight
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George R.R. Martin |
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53e43b1
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The best lies are seasoned with a bit of truth,
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truth
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George R.R. Martin |
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fa273a3
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Sweetness cloys. Tart fruit and tart women give life its savor.
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tart
sweetness
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George R.R. Martin |
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3b47018
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Maesters and other scholars alike have puzzled over the greatest of the engimas of Sothoryos, the ancient city of Yeen. A ruin older than time, built of oily black stone, in massive blocks so heavy that it would require a dozen elephants to move them, Yeen has remained a desolation for many thousands of years, yet the jungle that surrounds it on every side has scarce touched it. ("A city so evil that even the jungle will not enter, " Nymeri..
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George R.R. Martin |
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e487c49
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To Queen her is to kill her.
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queen
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George R.R. Martin |
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dc5c2bc
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Vermax left a clutch of eggs somewhere in the depths of Winterfell's crypts, where the waters of the hot springs run close to the walls, while his rider treated with Cregan Stark at the start of the Dance of the Dragons. As Archmaester Gyldayn notes in his fragmentary history, there is no record that Vermax ever laid so much as a single egg, suggesting the dragon was
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George R.R. Martin |
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f140b0b
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He will not be three forever. And winter is coming.
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George R.R. Martin |
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969c3d4
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Si alguien se dibuja una diana en el pecho tiene que ser consciente de que tarde o temprano le van a lanzar flechas. Tyrion Lannister
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George R.R. Martin |
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602c808
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O titulo vem com o dominio.
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George R.R. Martin |
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df38006
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So go to sleep, my little Brandon, my baby boy. You needn't fear. There are no monsters here.
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George R.R. Martin |
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3a3eb48
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El miedo no debe avergonzarnos; me lo dijo mi padre. Lo importante es como nos enfrentamos a el.
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George R.R. Martin |
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f16efe7
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The gods are blind and men see only wha they wish.
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men
gods
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George R.R. Martin |